How appropriate that my neurology professor, Dr. James T. Ingram, Purple Heart WWII vet, died on Memorial Day at 94. I have posted previously about Jim.
I saw him last week when he was an inpatient for hospice care last week. He was ready to move on.
In Fannie Flagg’s book and movie, Fried Green Tomatoes (book-at the Whistle Stop Cafe,) she has a conversation between Idgie and Buddy, whose mother, Ruth, Idgie’s best friend, is dying. Trying to get him to understand, she says, “There are angels disguised as people walking the Earth. Your mama is one of those angels.”
Jim Ingram, angel, husband, father, friend, teacher and the best equine neurologist ever, has gone home.
And for the class of ’87, “Beam me up, Scotty.”